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SlowSundial
@slowsundial.bsky.social
I point north and tell the time. I sometimes write stories about big boys being babies.

27 | AUS | he/him | ABDL | NSFW 18+ only

Shit-posting and self-promoting 24/7 😩👌🔥💦🍼
This is amazing 😵‍💫
November 23, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Thank you!

Scientist Daddy has lots of experiments he wants to run 🙂
November 22, 2025 at 9:29 PM
“In this paper, we demonstrate via case study novel methods to reverse key stages in early cognitive development. Permanently…”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“That’s it buddy. Be a good little one and play with your toys while Papa does some writing. You might not have to publish papers anymore, but I do. Everyone’s very excited to read our results.”

He begins to type away, as you remain engrossed in your toys, your mind a world away.
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Your eyes latch to him hazily as he picks you up and sets you on your tummy in front of your brightly coloured toys. You burble happily as you reach for them, not even aware your former partner is checking your bottom. Satisfied with your nappy’s state, he gives it a pat.
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“I’m sorry being a researcher didn’t work out buddy. You really did have potential. But with your current… difficulties, I just don’t see any way your paper could be published. Mine on the other hand…”

He jots down some notes onto his pad: 3 months and 14 days. Total regression achieved.
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
You don’t answer his question. You’re too distracted rolling onto your back and trying to grab your own toes. His voice is nice though. You like it when Papa talks to you. An absent smile breaks out onto your face as he walks over and strokes your hair, cooing softly.
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“The last page is my favourite There’s nothing there! It looks like you just drooled all over the paper. Or maybe you chewed on it. Hard to tell. Either way, not really up to publication standard, is it little one?”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“Judging from the next section it looks like you agree. I can’t see any words at all anymore. But you’ve done some very nice pictures instead of a discussion. Crayons suit you a lot better than typing. Maybe when you’ve grown up a little bit you can be an artist.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Another page turned, another grin.

“Your spelling seems to get a lot worse too. Honestly, there’s so many mistakes I don’t think I could highlight them all. Didn’t anyone ever teach you blankie isn’t spelt with a c? Letters can be so tricky sometimes.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“Unfortunately, it’s only down hill from there. You seem to start getting a little off topic. I know we used toys as part of the assessments, but I don’t think a scientific paper is the right place to be talking about your favourites. Still, it’s nice to know how much you love playing dinosaurs.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“The methodology is where things start to go off the rails. Like here: Step 2: we did the psychology tests on all the participants. We asked them fifteen questions each.”

He flashes you a grin.

“It’s a bit middle school book report, don’t you think? Maybe you just weren’t very focussed that day.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
“Let’s go through it together, shall we?”

He begins to work through his notes, annotated in red.

“The introduction starts out strong. A good analysis of the literature. Paragraphs are clear and expertly written. You show strong understanding of early childhood cognitive development. Well done.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Still waiting for that call back!🤞
November 19, 2025 at 8:35 PM
Hmmmmmmmmmm... no 😊
November 15, 2025 at 9:23 PM
The last dribbles fell onto your shorts as your daddy spun you back around with a grin.

“Hmm. Guess you did need help after all~”

You tried to speak but your boyfriend cut you off with a quick kiss. You settled instead for a needy moan.

“Wait here baby. Daddy has to buy you some new clothes.” 🌞
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM
“Is that right?”

You saw the evil glint too late. With a flourish he let you go, your stream no longer aimed.

“D-DADDY!”

Pee spattered onto the ground and soaked your clothes with big dark stains. You fought to get your stream under control, but it was already too late.
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM
“You’re doing it buddy! Such a talented little boy.”

You squirmed at his praise feeling him press close. You weren’t the only one who was starting to get hard.

You looked up to him with a blush, a quiver in your voice. “I-I didn’t really need help though. I’m big… I could’ve done it myself.”
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM
With a spurt at first and then a stream, you let go of your bladder and began to pee. With his expert touch, your boyfriend guided the stream, a gentle pitter patter filling the air as you went wee in the potty. His lips brushed your cheeks as you gasped, soaking in your humiliation.
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM
Your eyes closed, willing every fibre in your body to obey. Your bladder ached for relief, fighting against your rapidly stiffening cock. Your boyfriend continued to massage. Your inhibitions melted under his touch, his whispers allayed all your fears and then…

You ~released~
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM
“Aww, baby. Is your winky feeling shy?”

He held you close, body pressed into yours as he rocked you slowly. A hand came up to rub your tummy, probing and pressuring your bladder, making you let out anxious whine.

“Shhhhh~ Shhhhh~ Just relax… relax for daddy...”
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 AM